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Your hand gripping that cone sending me in sexual mode
I imagined a good stroke and the cream oozing from the center
Taking me in over drive as if I was a sexual sinner
Wondering should I deep throat it but that would just be too damn dominate
And only if I bent over and that same cream drip onto my azz
Causing me to moan a sweet nothing
Feeling nothing but passion pumping into my white lips
Cashews flowing leaving my body vibrating
Measuring the diameter and I shift gears into a exhilarated mode
Tap it on myI sing
No I mean let me feel just the tip
I’m all over the place staring at that grip, damn let me get myself in order but
You don’t have to grip it alone
Just stand in place and I’ll make you grip me like you grip that cone
Next to me in ecstasy
Touching skin to skin
We both get passionate entangling our limbs
Oh , this just got real……
